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A Curse

A mysterious curse,  a series of unfortunate events, 
My complicated life,  divided in different segments,

Is it a curse or a blessing from above that I see,
The world for it is, not what it pretends to be,

Riding on bus,  journeying through time,
If this is my punishment, what is my crime?

I often think about them,  but not everyone believes,
I wonder if there is a common tree, if we are branches or leaves,

I wonder if some will flower in grace, 
I wonder if others will fall without a trace,

I wonder if we will travel to them,
I wonder if we are connected by a stem,

I wonder if we figure it out,
I wonder what’s it all about,

I still think sometimes about her,
But my fading memory of her is just a blur,

Then I think about the miltiverses beyond any count,
The possibilities of realities of infinite amount,

Who am I Oh Who am I?
A voice? A plea? A cry?

A poet, an observer, a messenger,
Journeying through time and space,  a passenger,

A glorious curse, destiny and fate,
Ready for a new adventure, it’s never too late.

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November Rain

I have never loved anyone as much I have loved you,
My intentions were pious, my feelings were true,   

 

As I think back at all the times, the memories pass before my eyes,
The flings end and are forgotten but the love that was true never dies,   

 

There came many after you but your thought was always in my head,
Still sometimes I think about you when I sleep alone in my bed,   

 

I often wonder if you are also thinking of me and  do you cry,
Do you still hold on my things, would you come back, would you try,   

 

I will forgive you and forget and I will hug you tight and I will kiss you deep,
The sun will shine on us, as ours eyes will meet as we begin to weep,   

 

The fate has played a mortal game with us, the destiny brought pain,
We are wandering on our seprate paths, lost in this november rain.

A Memory

I am sitting here all alone,
thinking about you and the times gone,
I gave you everything i had,
but you still always made me sad,
there were so many times i wanted to leave,
but your tears always made me feel so bad,
it was my mistake to stay with you,
but i am glad It wasn’t me who betrayed you,

so now i move on and be free,
and leave you behind like a memory..

-Ali